Alas!  A plastic bottle found today in the inland waterway - Shem Creek


One of the joys of walking here by the coastal creeks and the inland waterways of South Carolina is that if I am so fortunate, I may get to see beautiful ocean creatures swim by.  Each sea creature, swimming with such grace as they come up out of the water and then gently down with their fin high in the air.  Just have to stop and wait and wait until they swim again by.  Pure nature at it's best.


Shem Creek, in Mt. Pleasant, South Carolina has built multiple walking bridges next to dock areas where local shrimpers park their working boats, and leisure boaters often pull in to pick up friends or to eat at one of the local restaurants.

 Any given day out in the creek, Dolphins swim by, and just recently a group of Manatees were under one of the walking bridges.  The Dolphins were swimming about.

TODAY,  I asked.  What ia a plastic bottle doing floating about in the creek and then lodged in the grasses.  Trash interrupting the food supply for our ocean friends.  There is a South Carolina Law that provides a fine for littering in our creeks and oceans.  Where is a DNR officer when one needs them?

Healthy Whales - Healthy Oceans - Healthy Humans.

Next walk I intend to bring along a long pick up stick.  The kind of long pole with a clip at the end to insert.a light bulb, and hope to pick up this plastic bottle.

For certain, will be sending to the Town of Mt. Pleasant a suggestion that perhaps on these walking bridges that they include trash cans, and even a long pole with a clip just incase some human gets a case of the stupids and think that the creek is a trash can, instead of a gift from God and part of the oceans that help filter our air and waters, so that we can breathe!












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